Seeing everyone's disgust, Lu Xiaomo muttered: "I am indeed a master, why don't you believe me, I originally wanted to give you a few instructions, alas, it seems that you don't have this blessing." ”

Qu Yue'er saw that Lu Xiaomo was deflated, walked up to him and said: "Just your deceitful tricks, pull it down, these uncles are famous painters, just say a few professional terms, you can know whether you will or not." ”

Seeing Qu Yue'er coming to make fun of herself, Lu Xiaomo joked: "Yue'er, isn't the portrait I painted for you beautiful?"

"Get out!"

Qu Yue'er was not angry and shouted, this thing has a very poisonous mouth, and she has to stay away from this goods, and then, she walked towards Su Chengyan, "Uncle Su, where is my grandfather?"

Su Chengyan laughed, "Your grandfather, hehe...... His paintings can't compare to ours, and he away. ”

Hahaha......

The crowd burst into laughter.

Unexpectedly, he was so old, and he was still playing tricks on his juniors, disrespecting the elderly, Qu Yue'er blushed and muttered: "Uncle Su, how can you talk like this, ignore you." With that, he stomped his foot and flashed to the side.

The walls on the second floor were also full of paintings, Lu Xiaomo looked left and right, his face was full of disgust, he shook his head and said, "It's not good, it's not good?"

These works are all new masterpieces they have brought, and they were said by this guy who doesn't understand bullshit that the painting is not very good, and if he is dozens of years younger, he will definitely rush up and beat this guy up.

"This kid seems to have something wrong with his head, and says that our paintings are not good. ”

"He doesn't understand anything, and he has the face to evaluate other people's work. ”

"Old Su, this kid has the shameless style you had back then. I thought the old man looked at Su Cheng's flue.

Su Chengyan blew his beard and glared: "Nonsense, I'm definitely not as shameless as him, although I have a thick skin, but I haven't fallen to the point where he is." ”

Hahaha......

Everyone also ignored Lu Xiaomo, who was talking nonsense, and discussed Lu Yuanshan's works.

This is a giant ink landscape painting two feet wide and four feet high, which is heroic and atmospheric at a glance.

The mountain peaks rise into the clouds in the distance, and the steep and upright peaks have a kind of momentum of spitting mountains and rivers, which is very majestic. Nearby, a small stream flows slowly, hitting the rocks, hitting beautiful waves, and some spirit birds frolicking by the stream, sweet and soft.

One is rigid and one is soft, showing the flexibility of nature.

"Lu Lao, you are still a step ahead, and this year you are firmly in the first place, and you are worthy of being the first person in the painting world of Shangjun City. ”

"The painting is profound, the chapter is novel, and I admire it. ”

"The thick ink brings out the strength and unyielding swaying of the mountain stone,......"

"Lu Lao, your progress is not small, I am afraid that you have reached the realm of the master of modern landscape painting. ”

Lu Yuanshan hugged his fists and said modestly: "There, the award, it is far worse than Fu Baoshi's predecessors, and there is also a certain gap with your Hundred Birds and Phoenix." ”

One person pointed to the mountains in the painting and said: "You see, the fusion of water, ink and color has achieved a lush and majestic effect." ”

Lu Yuanshan smiled from ear to ear, "It's too famous, it's too famous, it's still not as old and thick as your skills." ”

Lu Xiaomo walked over and swept the crowd with his hands behind his back, "You old guys are much thicker than me, are you boasting and praising each other here, is it interesting?"

？？？

The skin is much thicker, boasting and flattering each other.

Your uncle, will you say something human.

The faces of more than a dozen old men suddenly turned black, as if they were about to smoke out, and they almost exploded.

Lu Yuanshan trembled his fingers and pointed at Lu Xiaomo's nose, "Xiao...... Son, you're ashamed to talk nonsense here. ”

Everyone else pointed at him, trembling with anger, "You ......"

Seeing that Lu Xiaomo was causing trouble for himself again, Qu Yue'er broke out in a cold sweat with her palms, walked over and pushed him, and said in a serious tone: "Lu Xiaomo, are you crazy? Don't you hurry up and apologize to all your uncles, especially Uncle Lu, he is a famous man in Shangjun City, and there is no doubt that he is the first person in the painting world, where is your turn to point fingers here, hurry up and apologize." ”

Lu Xiaomo glanced at Qu Yue'er, who was angry, then hugged his shoulders with his hands, leaned his neck and said, "Why don't I apologize?" What I said is the truth, their paintings are not very good, and they also blow their own paintings into the sky, I am not convinced, why should I apologize." ”

Qu Yue'er crunched her silver teeth, eager to chew him up and bite him to pieces.

Lu Yuanshan sneered: "My painting is not very good, you are blind and don't understand the mystery." ”

Everyone else sneered at Lu Xiaomo, this stupid bullshit can't, and he still has the courage to comment on other people's paintings, what kind of courage did he come from! Who gave him the courage!

"Since you said that Master Lu's paintings are not good, you can point out that there are flaws there, and say them so that we can be convinced. An old man was domineering.

"yes, you tell me it's not well painted?"

"Huh...... I'm afraid he won't be able to say why he will live another hundred years. ”

"How can you say that, you should live as a thousand-year-old king, and you can't tell if it's good or not. ”

"Hahaha......" everyone laughed.

In the face of the ridicule of these people, Lu Xiaomo's face changed, and he said coldly: "You forced me, don't blame me for not showing mercy to you." ”

"Hey, it's like you're talking about it, you think you're a painting god. One scoffed.

"I've only studied painting for two years, and I'm afraid I'm not as good as a junior high school student, and I dare to point fingers here, it's ridiculous. One man said disdainfully with his hands behind his back.

"Pretending, so it's a hypocrisy. One of them glared at him fiercely, disdainful.

……

Everyone surrounded Lu Xiaomo in the middle, and their words and actions were full of contempt and contempt.

At this time, Lu Yuanshan took a step forward, pressed down with his hand, signaled everyone to be quiet, and then looked at Lu Xiaomo, and said: "Lu Mou is not talented, since the painting is in place, please give Xiaoyou some advice." ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately dodged a gap and went straight to the landscape painting of Lu Yuanshan.

Lu Xiaomo arrogantly walked to the front of the painting with his hands behind his back, touched his mouth with one hand, scratched his head with the other, and looked at it carefully from top to bottom, from left to right.

I have to say that this is an excellent landscape painting, when it should be majestic, heroic and unrestrained, when it should be delicate, the small bridge and flowing water. Lu Xiaomo said in his heart, although the painting is not good, but it can't be said to be bad, holding his chin and asking himself what to do?

Seeing Lu Xiaomo's sad look, Lu Yuanshan said happily: "Little friend, do you see that there is not enough?"

Others sarcastic.

"It's good that he can read it, haha......"

"It's ridiculous to comment on other people's paintings, at this level. ”

……

Lu Xiaomo's eyes suddenly shot two fine lights, clapped his hands and laughed: "It's really good, it's good, shit, it's really shit!"